Ascending to Immortality by Slaying Spirits

Chapter 238 - Departure for Beicao
The nascent soul landed on the nineteenth step and attempted to take another step forward.

But his limbs and bones were as if they were tied by ropes, he could barely move them, but he could never take the last half step.

It takes a little over two years to reach the first rank, and about twenty-one years to reach the ninth rank!
Lin Le estimated the progress, frowned slightly, and realized it was still a bit slow.

Shaking his head, Lin Le didn't care too much. The difficulty wasn't just multiplied by three; otherwise, it would take nearly 20,000 years to climb the ninth step.

The lifespan of someone in the Out-of-Body Realm is only ten thousand years, but it can be increased by one thousand years with each breakthrough.

In other words, a person at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Realm can only live for a maximum of 18,000 years.

Even with the blessing of the Great Dao of Life, which greatly increases his lifespan, Lin Le would probably have to sacrifice nearly three-quarters of his life.

Lin Le glanced at Ling Muzhu, who was still in seclusion, then closed his eyes and observed the Dao patterns on his own body.

Several days later, Ling Muzhu's aura reached a new level, and Lin Le slowly opened his eyes: "You've broken through to the second tier?"

"Mm." Ling Muzhu nodded.

"Let's go then," Lin Le said. "To Tianchi Road."

Aside from blessed lands and grottoes, each human nation follows its own system of geographical division, including boundaries, regions, provinces, circuits, prefectures, states, counties, towns, and villages.

Tianchi Road is one of the 108 roads of the Northern Cao Dynasty, and it belongs to the Southern Qing Province.

"Okay." Ling Muzhu was already used to Lin Le's efficiency, so she got up, helped him tidy up, and then left.

Several days later, thousands of feet in the sky, a flying boat was flying at high speed over a sea of ​​clouds.

At the stern, Lin Le cast a fishing rod, and dozens of others did the same.

This place is a vast marshland with abundant moisture, so much so that the sea of ​​clouds above this area lingers for a long time.

The water mist merged, and the pure air rose, which over time caused this vast sea of ​​clouds to become a spiritual land, producing many spiritual creatures.

Among the spiritual creatures, the most famous is undoubtedly the Azure Cloud Fish, which is abundant in this area.

It can enhance one's spiritual practice, and it can also be cooked and eaten like a real fish, with an extremely delicious taste.

The latter's effect is even far greater than the former's.

The increase in cultivation level was only equivalent to a rare ninth-grade elixir, but its delicious taste was so memorable that even Dao Lords who had reached the Out-of-Body stage would come back to savor it from time to time.

Some tourists couldn't wait to get their fishing rods and go fishing when they arrived at this place. They only had one day, so they had to make the most of it.

Lin Le also wanted to try the legendary Qingyun fish and see if it was as delicious as rumored, so he rented a fishing rod as well.

As for bait, you don't need to buy it; you can use your magic power.

After all, the Azure Cloud Fish is not a demon, but a spiritual creature, and it has the greatest preference for the magical power of cultivators.

Lin Le concentrated a bit of magic power on the fishing hook and cast the line.

Seeing this, an old cultivator nearby chuckled and said, "Young friend, you can't just throw it like that."

Lin Le raised an eyebrow: "Old man, is there any custom associated with fishing here?"

"Of course, it's just like fishing. You have to judge the water flow, see where the current is strong and where it is weak, and also pay attention to whether there are aquatic plants that fish can live and feed on," the old cultivator explained.

Then he pointed and said, "Let me tell you the most basic thing. Notice these cloud vortices. The larger ones are inhabited by demons, and the smaller ones are not liked by spirit fish. Only those that are neither too big nor too small, like mine, are just right."

No sooner had he finished speaking than he raised his fishing rod, and a large fish, about a foot long, flew out of the sea of ​​clouds.

The scales shimmered in the sunlight, revealing a bluish luster that flowed like water, resembling the rolling clouds on the horizon.

"Oh." Lin Le nodded slightly, then lifted the rod, and a large fish, also shimmering with blue color but a foot and a half long, was lifted into the air.

The old cultivator was stunned. He glanced at the big fish in his hand, then at the big fish in Lin Le's hand, and was somewhat incredulous.

"Is this your first time fishing, young friend?" the old monk asked.

Lin Le shook his head slightly: "No." The old cultivator scratched his hair, his face slightly red: "Then I misunderstood, I misunderstood."

As he spoke, he shifted his position, moving a little further away from Lin Le.

Lin Le didn't care about this little incident. He glanced at the Qingyun fish he had just caught, and with a flick of his finger, the Qingyun fish was evenly split in two.

It has both bones and flesh, but no internal organs, and not a single small thorn in the meat.

It's also excellent for making grilled fish and sauerkraut fish.

With a push, he sent the fish to a certain place and shouted, "A-Zhu, make it into sauerkraut fish."

"Okay," Ling Muzhu replied.

Lin Le continued fishing and soon caught another bluefish, about a foot long.

Under his psychic eyes, the traces of these spirit fish were as clear as the lines on his palm.

He caught four fish in total, but just as Lin Le was about to call it a day, a lithe figure entered his spiritual sense range.

Hmm? Lin Le raised an eyebrow, cast another line, and it landed near that agile figure.

The figure coveted Lin Le's bait but dared not approach, seemingly having suffered a similar loss before.

If they don't bite, you have no choice.

Lin Le curled his lip; he wasn't a genuine fisherman.

With a clever, subtle move, the fishing hook and line in the sea of ​​clouds suddenly rose up like a nimble snake, lunging towards the agile figure.

The agile figure was startled and immediately tried to escape by thrashing its tail, but the speed of the fishing hook was something it couldn't match.

It transformed into a black line, and the fishhook had already pierced its mouth. Then, with a hook, it pierced its lip.

It struggled and thrashed, but its strength was less than a tickle to Lin Le.

With a flick of the rod, a large blue fish leaped out of the sea of ​​clouds, but unlike the Azure Cloud Fish, it was five feet long, with a dragon's head on its body and a wave-like tail.

"Little Hope!" someone exclaimed upon seeing this.

If the Azure Cloud Fish is the most common spiritual creature in this sea of ​​clouds, then Little Hope is the rarest spiritual creature in this sea of ​​clouds.

Xiao Haowang was named so because it resembled the great demon Haowang or Chiwen.

Just as everyone was envying Lin Le's good luck, a sudden explosion occurred somewhere in the sea of ​​clouds, and a red line shot straight toward Xiao Haowang, who was about to approach the flying boat.

Lin Le glanced at it. "They're really bold, daring to steal my things."

Make a hand seal, then point one finger.

Lightning-attracting pool!
Rumble!
Suddenly, thunder roared, and bolts of lightning lashed down on a certain spot.

With a slap of his palm, Lin Le stunned the little hawk he had caught, then cast his fishing rod and tossed it somewhere.

The fishing line, which was originally only a few dozen feet long, suddenly stretched to over a thousand feet and hooked a certain great demon who was already dead.

With a pull, a giant black frog, tens of feet tall, was flung towards the airship.

However, upon closer inspection, people realized that it wasn't black skin at all; it had been struck by lightning and turned into charcoal.

Feeling the lingering power of the dead black frog, some people immediately abandoned their ulterior motives.

The fact that a powerful demon at the sixth or seventh stage of the Nascent Soul realm could be killed in one move clearly demonstrates Lin Le's undeniable strength; he is definitely at the Out-of-Body realm.

Thinking that he was about to give guidance to a Nascent Soul cultivator, the old cultivator even stopped fishing and quickly went back to his room to rest.

(End of this chapter)